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𝗮𝗰𝗼𝗿𝗱𝗼 𝗻𝘂𝗺𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝗹𝗮 𝘃𝗮𝘇𝗶𝗮 𝗲 𝗮 𝘂́𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗮 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗱𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝗹𝘂𝘇 𝗲𝗿𝗮 𝘂𝗺𝗮 𝗷𝗮𝗻𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗮 𝗾𝘂𝗮𝘀𝗲 𝗻𝗼 𝘁𝗲𝘁𝗼. 𝗢𝗹𝗵𝗼 𝗲𝗺 𝘃𝗼𝗹𝘁𝗮, 𝗹𝗲𝘃𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝗲 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝗳𝗿𝗮𝗰𝗮. 𝗢𝗹𝗵𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗶𝘅𝗼 𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗷𝗼 𝗼 𝗰𝗵𝗮̃𝗼 𝗰𝗼𝗺 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗴𝘂𝗲 𝗲 𝗼𝘀 𝗺𝗲𝘂𝘀 𝗰𝗮𝗹𝗰̧𝗼̃𝗲𝘀 𝗲 𝗮𝘀 𝗽𝗲𝗿𝗻𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗯𝗺. 𝗟𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗿𝗼 𝗺𝗲 𝗱𝗼 𝗾 𝗮𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗰𝗲𝘂 𝗻𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝘀𝗮 𝗱𝗲 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝗵𝗼 𝗲 𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗴𝗼 𝗮 𝘂𝗺𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝘀𝗮̃𝗼 - 𝖾𝗎 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖽𝗂 𝗈 𝖻𝖻... 𝖽𝖾 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗌𝖾𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖺 𝖾 𝗌𝗈́ 𝗌𝖺𝖻𝗂𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗅𝖾 𝖺̀ 𝗎𝗆 𝖽𝗂𝖺 - 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗼 𝗲 𝗴𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗼 - 𝖠𝖠𝖠𝖠𝖠𝖠𝖧𝖧𝖧 - 𝗖𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗶𝘀
𝖧𝗈𝗆𝖾𝗆: 𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗮 𝗻𝗮 𝘀𝗮𝗹𝗮 - 𝗉𝖺́𝗋𝖺 𝗉𝖺́𝗋𝖺. 𝖢𝗁𝖾𝗀𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖺 𝖼𝗁𝗈𝗋𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖽𝗌 - 𝗼𝗹𝗵𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗮 𝗽𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗮 𝗲 𝘃𝗲𝗷𝗼 𝗼 𝗥𝗼𝗻 - 𝖼𝗋𝖾𝖽𝗈
- 𝖳𝗂𝗋𝖺 𝗆𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗊𝗎𝗂! - 𝗲𝗹𝗲 𝗮𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘅𝗶𝗺𝗮 𝘀𝗲 - 𝖭! 𝖭 𝗌𝖾 𝖺𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗑𝗂𝗆𝖾! - 𝗲𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝗴𝗻𝗼𝗿𝗮 𝗺𝗲 𝗲 𝗮𝗯𝗮𝗶𝘅𝗮 𝘀𝗲 𝗻𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗮 𝗮𝗹𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗮
𝖱𝗈𝗇: 𝗍𝗎 𝖾́𝗌 𝗍𝖺̃𝗈 𝖿𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗅 𝖽𝖾 𝖾𝗇𝗀𝖺𝗇𝖺𝗋, 𝗌𝗎𝖺 𝗉𝗈𝖻𝗋𝖾 𝖻𝗎𝗋𝗋𝖺 - 𝗯𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗻𝗮 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗮 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗮
- 𝖣𝗈 𝗊 𝖾𝗌𝗍𝖺́ 𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗅𝖺𝗋?
𝖱𝗈𝗇: 𝗈 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗈, 𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖻𝗂𝖽𝖺, 𝗈 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗈 - 𝗹𝗶𝗴𝗼 𝗼𝘀 𝗽𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗼𝘀
- 𝖵𝖼 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝗈𝗎 𝗉𝗈𝗋𝖾𝗆 𝖺𝗅𝗀𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗂𝗌𝖺 𝗇𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖻𝗂𝖽𝖺 𝗉𝗋𝖺 𝖾𝗎 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖾𝗋 𝗈 𝖻𝖻...
𝖱𝗈𝗇: 𝖾́ 𝗆𝖺𝗂𝗌 𝗈𝗎 𝗆𝖾𝗇𝗈𝗌 𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗈. 𝖤𝗎 𝗆𝖺𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗂 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝖺 𝗈𝖻𝗌𝖾𝗋𝗏𝖺𝗋 𝗍𝖾, 𝖾𝗅𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝖽𝗂𝗎 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝖻𝖾𝖻𝗂𝖽𝖺, 𝗉𝗈̂𝗌 𝖼𝗈𝖼𝖺𝗂́𝗇𝖺 𝗅𝖺 𝖽𝖾𝗇𝗍𝗋𝗈, 𝖽𝗉𝗌 𝖿𝖾𝗓 𝗎𝗆𝖺 𝗍𝗋𝗈𝖼𝖺 𝖼𝗈𝗆 𝗈 𝖾𝗆𝗉𝗋𝖾𝗀𝖺𝖽𝗈 𝖾 𝗈 𝗊 𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋𝗈 𝗇 𝖿𝖺𝗓 𝖺̀𝗌 𝗉𝖾𝗌𝗌𝗈𝖺𝗌 𝗇𝖾́. 𝖴𝗆𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝖺 𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝖾 𝖽𝖺𝗋 𝖺 𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗂𝖼𝗂𝖺 𝖽𝖺 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝖽𝖺 𝖽𝗈 𝖻𝖻 𝖺𝗈 𝖩𝗈𝗌𝗁
- 𝖩𝗈𝗌𝗁? 𝖤𝗅𝖾 𝗍𝖺 𝖺𝗊𝗎𝗂?! - 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝘂𝗼 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗿
𝖱𝗈𝗇: 𝗆𝗌𝗆 𝗊 𝖾𝗎 𝗍𝖾 𝖽𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌𝗌𝖾 𝗊 𝗌, 𝗇 𝗂𝗋𝗂𝖺 𝖿𝖺𝗓𝖾𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝖿𝖾𝗋𝖾𝗇𝖼̧𝖺 - 𝗳𝗮𝘇 𝗺𝗲 𝘂𝗺 𝗰𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗲 𝗻𝗮 𝗯𝗼𝗰𝗵𝗲𝗰𝗵𝗮 𝗰𝗼𝗺 𝘂𝗺𝗮 𝗻𝗮𝘃𝗮𝗹𝗵𝗮 𝗲 𝘃𝗮𝗶 𝘀𝗲 𝗲𝗺𝗯𝗼𝗿𝗮
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